Δε σε χρειάζομαι [De Se Hreiazomai] [English translation]

I took your shape and i left again

With your memory for a walk in the narrow streets

I smelt your black curly hair

And i felt the pain to turture me

I don’t need you, i don’t need you

I want to pass the lanterns alone

I don’t need you, and I don’t even care

In which backstreet the dawn will find me

Now I’m talking to you and you’re away

I want to touch you only for one time

To return back again, to see you again

To have your voice to sing to me

I don’t need you…